February 2016

All by myself, Surrounded only by my thoughts, In my home, With no modern gadgets of communication, No WhatsApp, No Facebook, No mobile, No ‘virtual’ friends, Away from all, In the real world, With my animals and plants, With my mother, I sat down, To weave my thoughts, Into verses… Words, words and more words, Are these verses? I truly don’t know, I let my mind, Let go, I didn’t bother, If it was grammatical or not, I simply let my thoughts flow, Without any hindrance… I wondered, Have I ever written? An ode to February… Then again, My heart was heavy, As I lost a friend, Don’t ask me why? How we take our dear ones for granted, And it hurts, when they go far How fragile relations are… It just takes a few seconds, To break a bond, I realized, How weak the foundation Of our relation was… Shattered love Just like the rays, On a broken window pane, How vulnerable, I have become to emotions… I thought, Love liberates, But it made me, Dependant on him… Back again to my self, I wondered, People come and go, What was constant in my life, Were my parents, The sun, the moon And the stars February mornings With its sultry days, Sun was shining, With a vengeance, I could feel the heat, On some days, Clouds burst in unannounced, In the evenings Wet the earth, Its dark nights, Moon was shimmering, Caught a glimpse of her silver hem, In the pitch black sky Accompanied by little stars… The month of love Tugged irresistibly on my heart strings…